Frankie: Good morning. Hey. How'd the desk get here?
Axl: Two big guys carried it down while you rode on top, screaming, "I'm queen of the world!"
Frankie: [groans] I'll understand if you have to transfer out.
Axl: [yawns] Actually... [groans] And, uh, don't get all in my face about it, but... you're kind of less embarrassing than I thought you would be. [sniffles] Very un-mom-like.
Frankie: Really? See? I am a person besides a mom, Axl. And that just goes to show you-
Axl: Oh, okay. You ruined it trying to make a lesson out of it or- Or something. Whatever. Let's just get out of here before anyone sees you.
Frankie: Hey, Julia. Notice anything different? Like the desk, maybe? Go ahead. Check it. [taps on the desk as Julian sticks his head underneath it]
Julian: Real mature.